Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1887-01-28

Especial Correspondence
New YORK, Jan. 1S-In no city in the
country does one meet SO many pleasant
people in a social way as in New York. |
suppose it is because there are more people of
all kinds here than elsewhere. At a musicale
the other evening l met more persons whom
you read about in the papers than l could tell
you about in half page.
To begin; ladies first: There is brilliant,
dark eyed Georgia Cayvan, who has made
you all nearly cry in her acting of May
Blossom. There, too, is Ella Dietz Clymer,
with the face of Saint Cecilia. She is a
saint, her friends say, if ever one strayed
down to earth to live. Mrs. Clymer trains
pupils for the stage now, am told. Gentle
Jenny June sits beside Mrs Clymer Mrs
Croly denny june has done more hard news
paper work than almost any other writer lv-
ing, man or woman, though her face bears
little trace of it. Over there sits Kate San
born, with her large, brainy looking head
bright, fresh face and golden hair. have
said somewhere that women, as a sex, are
lacking in the sense of humor Please make
an exception in the case of Kate Sanborn
She sparbles with mirth and hunor, and is
witty enough to be great great-great-grand-
daughter of Sidney Smith himself
Miss Sanborn is living here this winter,
and is charming addition to those literary
and artistic circles which constitute exactly
the most delightful society of New York.
There, too, a little nearer the musicians, is
an alert little lady, with very bright, quickly
glancing eyes, and a ready repartee. That
if you please, is Aunt Fanny" Barrow.
known to all readers.
There are so many distinguished women to
be mentioned that they almost crowd out the
men. Yet there are men here worth know
ing. He with the slightly sarcastic face, and
mustache and imperial like Louis Napoleon,
is Constant Mayer, the artist. He wears in
his button hole a tiny red knot the ribbon of
the French Legion of Honor.
Two other men come little late Do YOU
remember in that delightful opera, pa
tience," Grosvenor, the feshy nsthete, who
had mortgage on beauty, whom all the girls
went mad over, and who said sorrowfully.
Curses on me fatal attractions" Well, this
irimitable Grosvenor comes to the musicale
tonight in ordinary dress and, it
must be confessed looking little
bored He lives in New York, and his name
is Eugene Clarke. He comes late for he has
been to a rehearsal. Another comes late. too,
a tall, striking looking man, with beautiful
white hair, whom New Workers and MANY
''iiSi iNN'oiii< siiS tHcy Gap Us on
him. He is Harry Edwards, of Wallack's
theatre; he, in velvet coat and silk stockings,
has just been playing Sir Oliver Surface in
the "School for Scandal"
These are a few of the persons who sit to-
night and listen, now to the great laundering
contralto of Nine. Trebeli and now to violin
notes exquisite, so fine and PARKWAY sweet
that they sound like spirit music floating in
the air
The parlor lecture, too, is another form of
entertainment very popular in New York
city this winter. The fashion came from Bos-
ton. Mrs Henrietta Crane Russell and hel
husband are among the advocates and leaders
here of the Delsarte system of elocution, OF
acting, or expression, or whatever you might
call it. l don't know, I'm sure The idea is
that certain movement of a muscle, a Ger.
tain turn of the hand or head or arm, means
given thought or emotion If YOU learn
those movements you can express exactly
the given thought or emotion. 1t is wonder
full, too, how much there is in the system
only, alas! Americans know very little
about it. The Cranes are now in England
A wave of psychics and occultism is pass
ing over New York also There are nightly
parlor lectures on reincarnation mind reading
clarvoyance, trance and mysticism of varou,
sorts, which are listened to with absorbing
interest JAMES ELMER.